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The other day, Friday to be exact, we had some major storms come thru here. It left a path of destruction and debris in its path. It also left a dog at my house.....

(Not actual dog, this is just a dog that looks like the dog)

We now have a Miniature Collie, or Sheltie running around outside.

You see I got this call right after the storms from Jessie telling me, "Oh mommy, we have a new little dog, he is oh so cute and precious, and well mannered, and pretty, and precious, and can we keep him? Huh Huh Huh Huh.......

Me being the wonderful Mother that I am, I said that dog better be gone, by the time I get home! So they took it over to my sister Lisa's house to try to pawn it off on her. It was close and she almost caved, but in the end she held her ground.

I told the girls, he probably just got lost during the storm, let him run around and he will eventually go home.

Saturday, the dog is still here running around.

Saturday evening the dog is gone. :)

Then I find out that the dog is at the neighbors in the back yard. At this point I am thinking better you than me.

Sunday still no sign of the dog running around, still must be at Josh's.

Sunday evening, the dog is back at my house. (I did not tell the girls, I went in the house and never mentioned seeing a dog)

Monday morning, the dog is walking with my Mother-in-Law... Ugh!

Monday evening (tonight) , I just stopped Jessie as she was driving down our road, on my way back from the gym. She had the dog in her lap, in the car!

Now to make this whole thing worse, other than the fact that Jessie does not want to actively seek the owner, she went and took the dog off the neighbors front porch this evening.

My child is a dog stealer......Lord help her :(

When I asked her what she had to say for herself, this was her response.....

"Finders Keepers, Losers Weepers"

Please, If anyone has lost a Miniature Collie in the North Alabama area, please email me, I think he is at my house.

Paaaaaaalllleeeeaaassseeeeee! I don't want another dog! :(

Wittle Baby Chicks!

 

My friend Brandi just finished with some photo sessions involving baby chicks.

It reminded me of when we were little and my Daddy brought us home some baby chicks. 

Not this kind... .

but this kind.....

It was awesome!  They were so so cute!  I can remember looking into the cage and picking mine out.  I really don't even remember what color I picked out.  I just remember the fascination and wonder of looking at those colored little chicks!

We watched them grow into gangly little "teenage" chicks, and by then they were getting a little too big for their cage.

One day I came home and noticed my chickens were gone!

"Daddy what happened to my chickens??"

I don't think he ever answered me....

Later that night we sat down to eat supper. 

We were having chicken and dumplins.

Coincidence?  I think not!

Can you say ewwwww!!!!!

 

 

Picture it......

Morning, everyone is still groggy and grumpy.  Little Logan is being difficult and still just wants to lay down for two more minutes.  Being the good mother I am I ask him if he wants his cinnamon life in a ziplock bag to go.   Many screams of no I don't want that, I want a pop-tart.  So off into the kitchen I go to send him off to school with his delicious and nutritious Pop-Tart. (Attention Big Wigs at Pop-Tarts, I will take Pop-Tarts if you want to send them my way seeing as my children live off of them.)

That's when it happened I stopped dead in my tracks and screamed a silent scream.........

I backed up slowly and ran to get my Father-in-Law, who thank you Lord, takes Logan to school in the morning.  He comes into the kitchen to find one of these.....

 

 

Upside down, with one of these

Walking from my pantry with the glue thing on his back!  Thank goodness it slowed him down. (shudder)

Now I know that I am probably gonna get all sorts of comments about a glue trap being inhumane, but these little critters contain all sorts of germs and diseases.  I think its probably pretty inhumane to let them run all over my pantry and walk on my food!  So my father-in-law took him outside.  I don't know what happened to the little beady eyed thing after he left my house, but thank goodness he is out of my house.  Now I need to go home and clean all the tops of my canned food and check out any bag of food that was not in its proper Rubbermaid container.  

Also I might need to get me another tomcat to go outside.  That would pretty humane don't you think?

 

Shudder :(

 

I hate snakes!!!! I really really do, but this is one big snake!  Thank goodness its dead!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

or not!  :)

Fabulous!

 

Cannon is looking fabulous in his new fabulous outfit and new fabulous red collar, he got from the fabulous Leigh over at Bloggeritaville!  He won a fabulous costume contest she was having over at her place.  :)  Isn't he cute!

 

Shhhhh ya'll lean over here and let me tell you something.  Now the only thing is this.... I think she is trying to subliminally say something to us.  This outfit is red and has houndstooth on it.  Trying to sneak in a certain football team??? 

Little does she know, that these are the colors of out high school team.  So its gonna be ok.  ;)

Oh and one more thing!  The Flintstones would like to thank Leigh for our fabulous gift card to Sonic.  I am positive it will be used and used quickly by some teenagers in the house.

Ok, that is all!  Go on about your fabulousness!!!

RIDE EM' COWBOY!

 

Cannon got his Halloween outfit yesterday!  Isn't he cute!

Please don't make me wear this

Daddy please take this off of me

I'm outta here

This is so embarrassing

I am not talking to you!  Leave me alone!

Cannon?  Cannon honey where are you going?  Aww come back here you look so cute!

I said I am not talking to you!

I guess he does not like his outfit.  Maybe he will like the next one!  :)

I THINK SOMEONE NEEDS A HAIRCUT

 

Yesterday I came home from work and found this.

I think Sydney and Trudy someone is trying to tell me something. Like get your dog a haircut he can't see. 

This is the problem though....

As you can see by this lovely illustration, he is a boy dog.  Boy dogs do not wear bows.  He even knows this.

Here is trying to get it out of his hair, I mean fur.

He does need a fur cut though.  :)

Moving on Up

 

I know you all have been wondering about my poor crazy turtle.    Anyway you will all be happy to know that they have a new home.  they are moving up in the world.  They are now out of their temporary housing situation seen here...

And they now live in a 20 gallon mansion, complete with heat lamp, filter,  floating sunning pad, rock tower, cave, and lots of rocks to dig through.

Speaking of moving on up.  Syd moved I kicked her out of her room and up into Jessie's room  with her.  (sisterly bonding) So what was I to do, but turn her room into my own personal craft, scrapbook, shut the door and get away from the chaos room.  :)

This is the closest that is storing all my stuff, the room itself is still a work in progress....I am just showing you the real thing. 

Actually all that is sorta cleaned up now and I am making it my own.  I have big plans for this room, big plans.  I need your help though.  I need ideas on what color I should paint the room.  I mean as you can tell it is a bright and cheery hot pick.  There is also a bathroom off to the side that is neon, vibrant, "atomic vomit Jimmy Neutron" green.   I also need storage ideas, maybe some craft station ideas, basically organizing ideas.  I know I want to do the peg board thing, but that is about as far as I have gotten with my planning.  By the way this room is also the new home of the turtle's, and the hermit crab.  They are my roomies. (If they were not in here they would probably die, because no one else would care for them.)

Ummmmm What are you doing?

 

This turtle will sit this way for hours on end.....

He does this everyday.  Climb on the shell, extend neck,  and stare at the plastic tree.....

Sometimes he sleeps like this.....

I don't think the other turtle understands it either.  He actually looks a little irritated by the whole situation.

I have got to get them a bigger home.   I think the turtle is going crazy. 

SORT OF WORDLESS

Hi there! My name's Cannon whats yours?

My name is Cow Bella, nice to meet you!

Whew!!!! You have doggy breath!!

Hey where are you going! Seriously is it that bad?

Bleck!!! It is pretty bad! I can smell myself! I think I need to lay off of the Cow Poop!

**Note he does get into the cow poop.**

For more really Wordless Wednesday's go here. :)

WHAT THE????

We have a door that goes off of our bedroom onto the pool area, this is the door that Cannon normally goes out every morning to go do his business. Well one morning I go to let him out and I am absolutely horrified at what I saw. I think I was actually in shock. It was the biggest pile of poo I had ever seen. It couldn't be Cannon's, he is just a little dog. It wasn't a cow even though they have been known to come around there. It was like nothing I had ever seen before, ever.

Could it be another stray dog? No there was way to much of it, and it was all over the steps. We have had some Big Foot sightings not to far from here, could it be... nahhhhh. Whatever it was that caused this mess obviously had some stomach problems. (I hope y'all aren't eating anything right now) So I call Logan and give him all the details. I think that he thought I had lost my mind. (he was laughing, so that was my first clue that he thought I was crazy)

Y'all it was everywhere though, the steps, the concrete on the side, even a flower pot. I mean everywhere, a big, big old pile of poo.

When Logan got home he realized I was not crazy. He couldn't believe it either and was wondering what caused this awful mess, but he cleaned it all up, pressure washed the area, and I stopped freaking out about it. Until a couple of mornings later, when I woke up and there it was again. This time not as big but poo none the less. So we repeated the cleaning process again.

Well one night I heard something outside. I thought here we go I am going to be face to face with the culprit. (Lord please don't let it be big foot using my back steps as a potty)

Do you want to know what I saw? Do You? Well scroll on down to find out

Yep thats right, our duck. Notice the little present he left us. Now the first time I found it it was all over those steps and down the side. I really had never seen anything like it.


He had decided to take up in our pool area to sleep and poop. He has that nice big pond over there and he decides to come and poop on our stoop.


Well I don't know exactly what has happened in that little duck brain of his, but he hasn't been coming up to the steps anymore. Thank goodness because I did not know what I was going to do this summer if he insisted on living in the pool instead of the pond.